Upon entering the office Damir behind me The warden from his seat behind the table stood up and said, "Welcome Bobby, what brings you here again two days in a row?" He said with a warm friendship smile.I remarked coldly before settling into the red chair. Damir remained standing behind me like a sentinel. I glanced over my shoulder and ordered, "The fuck are you doing? Sit down." gesturing toward the chair beside me."As I inquired earlier, what brings you here?" The warden asked, clearly anticipating a specific reason.Without uttering a word, I retrieved Leslie's phone from my pocket and played the incriminating recording that exposed the warden's collaboration with me in the plot against Damir, the very act that could jeopardize his job.The warden's eyes widened, and his breath grew heavy as he listened to the damning evidence."DELETE THAT RIGHT NOW!" The warden screamed, his voice echoing beyond his office as he lunged over the table in an attempt to snatch my phone away.Unfor

Entering the house, we found ourselves in a dimly lit house, surrounded by graffiti-covered walls. We cautiously treaded across the dusty, dirty floor until we reached a staircase leading downward. Descending to the lower level, we found ourselves in a cramped, dimly lit hallway. At the far end of this narrow passageway, a sturdy, well-built man stood guard in front of a door. The booming bass of the music behind that door was impossible to ignore, shaking the hall. As we approached the imposing figure, Leslie took a bold step forward, leading our group. With a friendly and confident wave, he greeted the guard. To my surprise, the guard responded by swiftly opening the door, allowing us entry. As we crossed the threshold into the pulsating heart of the room, I noticed something intriguing.Each member of our group, one by one, greeted the guard with familiarity, as if they were old friends. Handshakes, nods, and even playful banter filled the air as we made our way in. It became evide

From the right to the left I sniffed all the cocaine on both her tits.I looked the bitch in her eyes, confused, "this shit didn't hit me? Hahaha i'm fucking immune!"The girl warmly smiled as her eyes met mine. It took just one brief minute, and then it happened - in a mere instant, an overwhelming surge of surreal excitement washed over me. The intensity of this emotion was so overpowering that I found myself acting on impulse. Without thinking, I impulsively pushed the girl off my lap, causing her to tumble and crash onto the nearby table. I jumped out of my seat and screamed "YEAAA!!!! Fuckity fuck, fuck!!"As I stood there, the world seemed to transform into a paradox of blurriness and clarity. Everything around me took on a dreamlike quality, where the lines between reality and illusion blurred, yet each element appeared sharper and more distinct than ever before.My boys, even as they were under the influence of something, turned their attention towards me. I could see their mo

Immediately after my segment on the news concluded, my interest waned. I stood up and carried my luggage to my room.While placing my clothes back into the wardrobe, I stumbled upon a piece of writing paper inside the luggage. As I picked it up and unfolded it, the words inscribed on it read, "Boss Bobby, in three months, I will be free! I'm aware you require our assistance urgently for a significant project, so please wait for me before commencing your plans! Sincerely, Damir."I crushed the paper and threw it in the trash can then thought, "Of course I’ll wait for you dumb fuck, I can’t start my plans without you."Once I had returned the rest of my luggage to its place, my phone rang, and it was Leslie on the line."Bobby, shit was fucking crazy! Hahaha, we should make this a regular weekend hangout!"Without hesitation, I responded with a cold, "No! I'm never going back to that place. How could I? I snorted coke from some random bitches tits, bro. I swear to god if I got STD, Im

I glanced down at my wristwatch and my heart skipped a beat as I realized I was running late. "Oh, shit!" I quietly muttered under my breath, as I broke into a frantic sprint.Arriving at the school, I swung the door open and was greeted by a sea of students gathered around, sky-high applauding. I was heavily gasping, feeling sweat bead on my forehead after my sprint. Confused as to why they were all clapping, I joined in, clapping to fuck knows who.The students whistled and cheered, with girls screaming my name. That's when it dawned on me that all of this commotion was in my honor. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and I discreetly clicked my tongue.From the midst of the crowd, the principal approached me, extending a hand for a firm handshake. "Bobby! Let's head to my office," the principal said, a broad smile gracing his face."Um, sure," I replied, and we began walking together towards the principal's office.As the students cleared a path for us to ascend the stairs, we en